You're Boring

Do the same thing every day By coaches methods it's okay You're boring By transitive well I am too Carried over pinned on you You're boring Shackled down in repertoire I am amazing Six months past unthinkable Life cruelly hazing Nights for weeks I'm off the grid Hiding where the junkies hid You're boring Eclipsed by what My name implies Decharacterized You're fucked In loathing our shared destiny A freeing summation I insult that which I've become A divine creation I've got thе itch you've got it too When all is lost what's left to do You'rе boring